HYACINTH POV

I sat on the bed waiting for death to knock on my door, the final hour had come abd yet I couldn’t feel a thing. I wanted to feel pain, or sad, or maybe a hint of happiness that I was finally free from the stress of this world. But all that was in me was emptiness, the kind that came when you were on the last bottle of wine you had acccess to in your depression stage.

I didn’t understand what Lunaris last words meant, but I wasn’t going to have hope thibking I was going to be saved. He was t going to save me since...